Monday, May 30, 2011

Atlanta Weekend

Hello! I hope everyone is enjoying Memorial Day! Me and the husband got back yesterday from the best weekend trip ever! We took of work early Friday and went to Hotlanta. They call it that for a reason. It was blistering. We were go go go all weekend long and I'm exhausted today but we had the best time!



Friday night after getting into our room we went to Medieval Times. It was amazing! They put on a great show and stay in character the entire evening.







Me being knighted by the King himself! I know I looked like a dork up there grinning from ear to ear.




The Chancellor calling everyone to dinner:



The arena:


All the knights. (Ours in black and white.)





Me and my new boyfriend! He threw me a flower during the show! And I know I blushed like a little girl. I think every picture Chris has ever taken of me has been blurry.


Chris with the Chancellor. Such a funny guy!




Saturday at Downtown Underground Atlanta:






A Syrian protest outside the CNN building:



His shirt says "Turn to Jesus or burn in Hell." Very effective...



Saturday evening at Turner Field to watch the Braves!



View from our seats:



Wearing our new jerseys and looking like we're about to melt in the heat:





"Greater love has no one than this, than to lay down one's life for his friends". John 15:13. Remember the fallen and those that still serve! Happy Memorial Day, everyone!

Monday, May 23, 2011

Flashback

I was rummaging through my myspace (yes I still have it, I just never get on it), and found this blog post. It's dated October 5th, 2006:


I want to be a real woman:

"A wife of noble character who can find? She is worth far more than rubies. Her husband has confidence in her and lacks nothing of value. She brings him good, not harm, all the days of her life. She selects wool and flax and works with eager hands. She is like the merchant ships, bringing her food from afar. She gets up while it is still dark; she provides food for her family and portions for her servant girls. She considers a field and buys it; out of her earnings she plants a vineyard. She sets about her work vigorously; her arms are strong for her tasks. She sees that her trading is profitable, and her lamp does not go out at night. In her hand she holds the distaff and graps the spindle with her fingers. She opens her arms to the poor and extends her hands to the needy. When it snows, she has no fear for her household; for all of them are clothed in scarlet. She makes coverings for her bed; she is clothed in fine linen and purple. Her husband is respected at the city gate, where he takes his seat among the elders of the land. She makes linen garments and sells them, and supplies the merchants with sashes. She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come. She speaks with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue. She watches over the affairs of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness. Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: 'Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all.' Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised. Give her the reward she has earned, and let her works bring her praise at the city gate." -Proverbs 31: 10-31

This is what I want to be. I don't need the media or this world to tell me what I have to do to be a real woman:

"Real women have curves. Real women drink. Real women are OK with casual sex. Real women have educations. Real women have a corner-office."

I don't buy that. I know now what I want to be in life. I want to be a Godly, respected wife. And respected by the people that matter: my family, my church and my God. I want to be different. I don't want to be the wife that everyone on base has something bad to say about. I don't want to be the girl that you have to hold her hair back while she throws up and then goes for another drink. I don't ever want to give anyone a reason to accuse of me of anything against my husband. If they know me, I want them to know who I serve. I want them to see theres something different about me. I want my husband to be able to say "I have a virtuous wife". No, I don't know what career I want to have, be it a writer, photographer, waitress or whatever. But the next time somebody asks me "What do you want to do with your life," I'll direct them to the above verses.


I don't think I'm there yet. I was 18 when I wrote that. I think it's funny that I mentioned being a waitress never thinking that I would actually be one. Haha. I found a couple more blog posts, mostly from when Chris was deployed, that I might post later.


My 18-year-old self:

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Blog Neglect

I've completely neglected this blog the past few weeks. I have something good to blog about though: Pirates of the Caribbean - On Stranger Tides.




We saw it yesterday after a late lunch. Amazing. So much fun to watch. It doesn't really reference the first three so you don't have to have an all day Pirates marathon to know what's going on. Penelope Cruz is amazing to watch (and listen to) as Angelica, Black Beard's daughter. Black Beard himself is a great addition to the cast. Barbosa is still my favorite though.


My absolute favorite part was the Mermaid scene. OMG. I was mesmerized. Mermaids have come a long way from this:



Now I can't decide if I'd rather be a vampire...or a mermaid. I don't like water so that might be a problem. But then again, if I can breathe while submerged and have teeth like a vampire anyway AND be hot?...best of both worlds.


[Edit- Public Service Announcement: If you have brats, don't let them wear LIGHT UP SHOES that throw strobe lights all over the dark theater every time they move their brat feet and then let them RUN AROUND THE THEATER chattering with other brats.]

Monday, May 2, 2011

Gotta get it out...

I've got so much running through my mind:

-The storms. I can't convey to you how close the actual tornado got. We've never been that close. I just knew that that was it. We weren't getting out of this one. I thought that even if we survived, our house would be destroyed and we'd be buried in the rubble. That's the story of so many families close by. There's still a couple hundred people missing. I don't know why we're here and our house was untouched but you better believe I went to church Sunday and praised God for life. They said it was officially a high EF-4. I kept telling Kaylen the next day while we were watching coverage of the destruction, "I don't know how we made it out of this one." One thing I love about living here, is that we take care of each other. We're Alabamians and we'll make it through this.

-Osama. Praise God for one less evil in the world. I'm glad he's dead and wasn't captured. It would be an indignity to the families of the 9/11 victims and the rest of America to have to sit and watch a Bin Laden trial. Last night I felt like shooting fireworks and dancing in the street. I didn't think it would ever happen. Ten years in the making and justice is served. He's fish food now. It makes me so proud that the Intel community (which my husband was a part of) got enough information to pull this off. And I'm pleasantly surprised with President Obama for making the call. USA!! USA!!
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